Volume 002.2: 2025
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Topaz Crystal, from Surrender of Man
What I’m trying to suggest is that this spillage of the specters wandering my mind might deflate my experience of them. Then they will die and rot within me. But any piece of writing is hope.
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Letter from the Editor
Often these days, the spaces, the people, the objects, the books, the art that we enjoy gets co-opted by the machine. It grinds it all to a pulp and leaves us with nothing to help make life worth living still. The Kismet team has had the immense privilege of getting to collaborate with folks in…
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The Psyche Passes the Time
“It’s like”—the gatekeeper sighed—“everyone here is very, very broken. You don’t really walk through a door into the corridor if you’re happy. And then because you’re sad, because you love the corridor so much, it eats you.”
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The True Things Archive
New Arrivals, Recent Departures, Sanitation Report, Where’s Nurse Dana?, and Deaths. She briefly considered a section for births, but only two babies had been born in the parking lot.
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The Underground Gardeners
But like hear me out. What if. Okay? What if we don’t get in Death’s car. Not right this minute. Okay?
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Interview: Grace Curtis
“Something I don’t enjoy in stories is a feeling of unearned intimacy. I want to take my time falling for a character.”